Artistic people, as Juanita knew only too well from her own family life, were unpredictable folk, given to moods and strange fantasies. And Gareth Walker, the author, for whom she undertook her first interior design commission, was certainly running true to form. She just didn't know what to make of him. And when he made it clear that the spark of physical attraction she felt for him certainly hadn't passed him by, Juanita had more problems on her hands. Was a casual affair what she wanted or were his intentions more serious? But, if so, what about his declaration that he wasn't the marrying type?
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